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With the face of a wolf he ascends as he stalk the night

With the blood of a brother on his hands, his evil deeds are rife

The face of love turns black into the face of death

The powder of the dead bones lets you leap into the realm

Yee naaldlooshii "He is he who walks on all fours"

Fire, fire - he is the wolf with sharpened teeth

Fire, fire - the walking death, the naaldlooshii Fire, fire, fire fucking fire

Survive the claws that rule the night, get his name til' dawn arise

From the north and the south he will bring his evil to the east

No more a man of flesh, transformed into the beast

Bringer of another dimension, from this the darkest realm

Come plague and take your breath, now death is at the helm